Keep Your Head Down
Pairings: YunJaeMin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boyxboy, mature content.
Summary: Jaejoong wants to be forgiven for leaving HoMin and they know what they want as retribution.
A/N: Smut for hoshiko_malfoy just because. I'm not completely happy with it but I hope you like it. I'm just happy I could write something! (and it was a perfect excuse for a fic titled Keep Your Head Down. Come on, everyone needs to write one!)
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Jaejoong knocked twice on the door. He shifted uncomfortably biting at his lower lip. His hands itched to grab his cell phone from his pocket and check that the text wasn’t an illusion but he kept his hands glued to his sides; fingers twitching. He was about to turn around to leave and forget all about it when he heard a familiar voice coming from inside.
“Who is it?”
Jaejoong swallowed the nervous lump in his throat and willed his voice not to shake as he answered.
“It’s me.”
When the door opened Jaejoong was met with his ex-lover. Yunho looked just like the last time they saw each other in person, if not more tired. The lines that fatigue and the responsibility of being leader had carved around his eyes through the years were slightly more prominent. Recent promotions had done him well for he was as handsome as ever.
Yunho’s usually gentle eyes hardened at the sight of Jaejoong.
“Come in,” he said.
Jaejoong let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding and stepped inside the apartment.
Yunho closed the door behind him and walked to the living room. He didn’t tell
Jaejoong to follow him but that wasn’t needed. The older man appeared seconds later just as he sat down on one of the black leather couches.
Jaejoong wasn’t sure if Yunho would appreciate him sitting down too so he stayed standing. He was nervous and kept looking at the floor.
“You look good,” he said, not meeting Yunho’s eyes.
“What do you want?”
At Yunho’s words Jaejoong looked at him. He flinched at Yunho’s tone but held the leader’s smoldering gaze with his own determined one.
“You know why I’m here,” Jaejoong answered.
“You want forgiveness in exchange of whatever we want you to do, yeah I know,” Yunho said looking bored, and added “I’m just making sure. You did say anything, after all.”
“What do you want me to do?” Jaejoong asked; a pleading look on his eyes.
Yunho smirked, “You could start on your knees… naked.”
The leader’s erection was evident through his dark denim pants and Jaejoong hesitated for only a couple of seconds before his hands were undoing the buttons on his shirt. He tossed the shirt on the floor and undid his pants, taking them off along with his boxers. He was half-hard already.
Jaejoong walked towards Yunho and dropped to his knees just in front of the younger man. Yunho leaned forward and grabbed Jaejoong’s face, caressing one cheek with mock tenderness.
“That performance could use some work. I remember you used to be sexier when you stripped,” Yunho said before attacking Jaejoong’s lips in a bruising kiss making the older man moan against him.
Yunho stopped the kiss panting slightly and said, “now, suck me.”
Still dazed, Jaejoong fumbled with Yunho’s button and zipper. Yunho lifted his hips so that Jaejoong could drag pants and underwear down to his knees while his erection stood proud against his stomach.
Again, a moment of hesitation. A battle of wills took place in Jaejoong’s mind but eventually his libido and his desire to have his friends back won.
Jaejoong licked his lips and wrapped his hand around the base of Yunho’s cock, lifting it away from his body. The older man took a tentative lick at the head and Yunho moaned. Satisfied, he licked the underside while his hand massaged Yunho’s balls.
“Stop teasing and put it inside your mouth,” Yunho said, grabbing a fistful of Jaejoong’s hair in warning.
“I don’t remember you being this demanding,” Jaejoong replied.
At Yunho’s sharp glare, Jaejoong wrapped his lips around Yunho’s cock and took him as deep as he could on the first try. He remembered the warm weight of Yunho’s erection on his tongue and moaned as memories flashed through his mind. He bobbed his head up and down, taking a bit more at a time until his nose was pressed against Yunho’s body; the leader’s pubic hair tickled his nose as Yunho tangled his fingers in Jaejoong’s hair and groaned.
“Fuck, now that’s more like it,” Yunho said as his hips snapped up, fucking Jaejoong’s face.
At that moment, the sound of the lock being turned was heard and Jaejoong froze, hands immediately coming up to grab Yunho’s hips in an attempt to still them.
“Don’t stop,” warned Yunho.
Jaejoong whined but his tongue was back around Yunho’s cock, sucking on it like a lollipop.
“Hyung?” a voice called from the hallway.
“In here, Changmin-ah,” Yunho half-exclaimed, half-moaned as Jaejoong had picked that instant to hollow his cheeks around his cock as much as he could.
Jaejoong heard more than saw Changmin approach. He even felt the daggers the maknae was glaring at his back.
“What is he doing here?” Changmin asked, venom dripping from his voice.
Jaejoong stilled his movements. He wanted to explain to Changmin but Yunho held him from the back of the neck and he couldn’t move.
“He’s going to do anything we want until we forgive him so you better come and enjoy yourself too,” Yunho said.
Changmin shrugged, “I have no objections to that.”
Yunho smirked.
“Good. Why don’t you fuck him?”
At Yunho’s words Jaejoong stiffened. One thing was doing this with Yunho, his ex-lover, but Changmin? He couldn’t deny he had fantasized more than a couple of times with the youngest member but he still thought of him as almost a son.
Jaejoong tried to break away from Yunho but the leader held him in place.
“Keep your head down, bitch.”
Jaejoong breathed hard through his nose as he heard Changmin fumbling with his clothes behind him.
Noticing his unease, Yunho tsk-ed at him.
“Now, now, Joongie, this is no time to be backing out. You want Changmin’s forgiveness too, right? Just nod or shake your head; there’s no need for you to speak,” Yunho said coldly.
Jaejoong nodded his head.
“Good boy”, Yunho said patting Jaejoong’s head, and then he turned to Changmin, “go for it, dongsaeng.”
“Scoot over, Hyung,” Changmin requested.
Yunho complied by detaching Jaejoong from him and moving so that his back was resting on the armrest of the couch and one of his legs was outstretched on the couch while his other leg was flexed; his foot planted on the floor. His erection glistened in the light from Jaejoong’s saliva.
“Come here, Jaejoong,” Yunho called the man panting on the floor.
The eldest stood on shaking limbs and climbed on the couch; face lowering back to Yunho’s crotch and ass on display.
Changmin settled behind him and slapped one of the pale globes, making Jaejoong yelp.
“The slut is enjoying this way too much,” he said eyeing Jaejoong’s hard cock.
Yunho only chuckled before thrusting his erection back inside Jaejoong’s mouth. He moaned when he felt Jaejoong gag around him.
Changmin parted Jaejoong’s ass cheeks and licked him from balls to tail-bone. Jaejoong buckled and muttered something that sounded like “Fuck” around Yunho’s cock, making the two men laugh. The youngest spat on Jaejoong’s pink entrance and rubbed a finger around it teasingly. Jaejoong made a whining sound that was cut short when Yunho snapped his hips forward with a groan, intent on burying himself deeper in the warmth of Jaejoong’s mouth.
Jaejoong felt what seemed like two fingers being inserted inside him at once, and moaned. He heard Changmin groan above him as Jaejoong’s walls clenched on his digits.
“He’s so tight.”
“Don’t, fuck, prepare him too much. He’ll love the burn,” Yunho told Changmin.
Changmin took his fingers out after only a few pumps and spat again on his hand, coating his cock with saliva. He aligned his cock with Jaejoong’s entrance and pushed in with a single powerful thrust. Jaejoong screamed at the stretch, vibrations traveling up Yunho’s cock. Yunho thrust in a couple more times and came deep inside Jaejoong’s throat, making him cough around a mouthful of come.
“Your lips look gorgeous all stretched out around me”, he told Jaejoong pulling out of the man’s mouth. He sat back and watched as Changmin fucked Jaejoong into the couch.
Changmin pulled out a bit; only the head of his cock still buried inside Jaejoong’s heat and rammed his hips again. Once fully seated inside his hyung both moaned.
Changmin set a brutal pace with his thrust and Jaejoong could only try to stay kneeling on weak legs, head resting between his flexed arms, while the sound of slapping skin filled his ears.
The youngest continued his thrusting inside Jaejoong’s pliant body. He adjusted the angle; hitting that bundle of nerves that made Jaejoong see stars over and over again.
“Changmin-ah!” Jaejoong moaned.
Seeing that Jaejoong was close, Yunho tugged at his ex-lover’s cock. It didn’t take long before Jaejoong was releasing his load on Yunho’s hand as the man pumped Jaejoong’s cock all throughout his orgasm.
Changmin grunted as Jaejoong’s walls clamped around his erection. He fucked Jaejoong through the aftershocks; his rhythm speeding up but never faltering. His orgasm didn’t take much longer and with a frantic snap of his hips he was filling Jaejoong up with his cum.
The three men collapsed on the couch in a big man pile, panting but sated. Yunho held his hand up to Jaejoong’s face.
“Clean it up”, he commanded.
Jaejoong stuck his tongue out and lapped at his own cum until Yunho’s hand was clean.
“I’m going to shower,” Changmin announced and left the room.
Yunho pulled himself out from under Jaejoong and followed Changmin, only to return seconds later wearing a pair of sweats and with a towel in hand. He wiped Jaejoong’s face clean of cum and helped the other man get dressed.
Jaejoong could swear the tender look was back in Yunho’s eyes. The man even kissed his cheek at the door. He just had to ask.
“Does this mean I’m forgiven?”
In an instant, the cold look was back in Yunho’s eyes.
“Why don’t you come again tomorrow? We’ll see then,” Yunho said closing the door behind Jaejoong.
Jaejoong nodded even when nobody was there to see it; his pants already tightening at the thought.
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Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boyxboy, mature content.
Summary: Jaejoong wants to be forgiven for leaving HoMin and they know what they want as retribution.
A/N: Smut for hoshiko_malfoy just because. I'm not completely happy with it but I hope you like it. I'm just happy I could write something! (and it was a perfect excuse for a fic titled Keep Your Head Down. Come on, everyone needs to write one!)
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Jaejoong knocked twice on the door. He shifted uncomfortably biting at his lower lip. His hands itched to grab his cell phone from his pocket and check that the text wasn’t an illusion but he kept his hands glued to his sides; fingers twitching. He was about to turn around to leave and forget all about it when he heard a familiar voice coming from inside.
“Who is it?”
Jaejoong swallowed the nervous lump in his throat and willed his voice not to shake as he answered.
“It’s me.”
When the door opened Jaejoong was met with his ex-lover. Yunho looked just like the last time they saw each other in person, if not more tired. The lines that fatigue and the responsibility of being leader had carved around his eyes through the years were slightly more prominent. Recent promotions had done him well for he was as handsome as ever.
Yunho’s usually gentle eyes hardened at the sight of Jaejoong.
“Come in,” he said.
Jaejoong let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding and stepped inside the apartment.
Yunho closed the door behind him and walked to the living room. He didn’t tell
Jaejoong to follow him but that wasn’t needed. The older man appeared seconds later just as he sat down on one of the black leather couches.
Jaejoong wasn’t sure if Yunho would appreciate him sitting down too so he stayed standing. He was nervous and kept looking at the floor.
“You look good,” he said, not meeting Yunho’s eyes.
“What do you want?”
At Yunho’s words Jaejoong looked at him. He flinched at Yunho’s tone but held the leader’s smoldering gaze with his own determined one.
“You know why I’m here,” Jaejoong answered.
“You want forgiveness in exchange of whatever we want you to do, yeah I know,” Yunho said looking bored, and added “I’m just making sure. You did say anything, after all.”
“What do you want me to do?” Jaejoong asked; a pleading look on his eyes.
Yunho smirked, “You could start on your knees… naked.”
The leader’s erection was evident through his dark denim pants and Jaejoong hesitated for only a couple of seconds before his hands were undoing the buttons on his shirt. He tossed the shirt on the floor and undid his pants, taking them off along with his boxers. He was half-hard already.
Jaejoong walked towards Yunho and dropped to his knees just in front of the younger man. Yunho leaned forward and grabbed Jaejoong’s face, caressing one cheek with mock tenderness.
“That performance could use some work. I remember you used to be sexier when you stripped,” Yunho said before attacking Jaejoong’s lips in a bruising kiss making the older man moan against him.
Yunho stopped the kiss panting slightly and said, “now, suck me.”
Still dazed, Jaejoong fumbled with Yunho’s button and zipper. Yunho lifted his hips so that Jaejoong could drag pants and underwear down to his knees while his erection stood proud against his stomach.
Again, a moment of hesitation. A battle of wills took place in Jaejoong’s mind but eventually his libido and his desire to have his friends back won.
Jaejoong licked his lips and wrapped his hand around the base of Yunho’s cock, lifting it away from his body. The older man took a tentative lick at the head and Yunho moaned. Satisfied, he licked the underside while his hand massaged Yunho’s balls.
“Stop teasing and put it inside your mouth,” Yunho said, grabbing a fistful of Jaejoong’s hair in warning.
“I don’t remember you being this demanding,” Jaejoong replied.
At Yunho’s sharp glare, Jaejoong wrapped his lips around Yunho’s cock and took him as deep as he could on the first try. He remembered the warm weight of Yunho’s erection on his tongue and moaned as memories flashed through his mind. He bobbed his head up and down, taking a bit more at a time until his nose was pressed against Yunho’s body; the leader’s pubic hair tickled his nose as Yunho tangled his fingers in Jaejoong’s hair and groaned.
“Fuck, now that’s more like it,” Yunho said as his hips snapped up, fucking Jaejoong’s face.
At that moment, the sound of the lock being turned was heard and Jaejoong froze, hands immediately coming up to grab Yunho’s hips in an attempt to still them.
“Don’t stop,” warned Yunho.
Jaejoong whined but his tongue was back around Yunho’s cock, sucking on it like a lollipop.
“Hyung?” a voice called from the hallway.
“In here, Changmin-ah,” Yunho half-exclaimed, half-moaned as Jaejoong had picked that instant to hollow his cheeks around his cock as much as he could.
Jaejoong heard more than saw Changmin approach. He even felt the daggers the maknae was glaring at his back.
“What is he doing here?” Changmin asked, venom dripping from his voice.
Jaejoong stilled his movements. He wanted to explain to Changmin but Yunho held him from the back of the neck and he couldn’t move.
“He’s going to do anything we want until we forgive him so you better come and enjoy yourself too,” Yunho said.
Changmin shrugged, “I have no objections to that.”
Yunho smirked.
“Good. Why don’t you fuck him?”
At Yunho’s words Jaejoong stiffened. One thing was doing this with Yunho, his ex-lover, but Changmin? He couldn’t deny he had fantasized more than a couple of times with the youngest member but he still thought of him as almost a son.
Jaejoong tried to break away from Yunho but the leader held him in place.
“Keep your head down, bitch.”
Jaejoong breathed hard through his nose as he heard Changmin fumbling with his clothes behind him.
Noticing his unease, Yunho tsk-ed at him.
“Now, now, Joongie, this is no time to be backing out. You want Changmin’s forgiveness too, right? Just nod or shake your head; there’s no need for you to speak,” Yunho said coldly.
Jaejoong nodded his head.
“Good boy”, Yunho said patting Jaejoong’s head, and then he turned to Changmin, “go for it, dongsaeng.”
“Scoot over, Hyung,” Changmin requested.
Yunho complied by detaching Jaejoong from him and moving so that his back was resting on the armrest of the couch and one of his legs was outstretched on the couch while his other leg was flexed; his foot planted on the floor. His erection glistened in the light from Jaejoong’s saliva.
“Come here, Jaejoong,” Yunho called the man panting on the floor.
The eldest stood on shaking limbs and climbed on the couch; face lowering back to Yunho’s crotch and ass on display.
Changmin settled behind him and slapped one of the pale globes, making Jaejoong yelp.
“The slut is enjoying this way too much,” he said eyeing Jaejoong’s hard cock.
Yunho only chuckled before thrusting his erection back inside Jaejoong’s mouth. He moaned when he felt Jaejoong gag around him.
Changmin parted Jaejoong’s ass cheeks and licked him from balls to tail-bone. Jaejoong buckled and muttered something that sounded like “Fuck” around Yunho’s cock, making the two men laugh. The youngest spat on Jaejoong’s pink entrance and rubbed a finger around it teasingly. Jaejoong made a whining sound that was cut short when Yunho snapped his hips forward with a groan, intent on burying himself deeper in the warmth of Jaejoong’s mouth.
Jaejoong felt what seemed like two fingers being inserted inside him at once, and moaned. He heard Changmin groan above him as Jaejoong’s walls clenched on his digits.
“He’s so tight.”
“Don’t, fuck, prepare him too much. He’ll love the burn,” Yunho told Changmin.
Changmin took his fingers out after only a few pumps and spat again on his hand, coating his cock with saliva. He aligned his cock with Jaejoong’s entrance and pushed in with a single powerful thrust. Jaejoong screamed at the stretch, vibrations traveling up Yunho’s cock. Yunho thrust in a couple more times and came deep inside Jaejoong’s throat, making him cough around a mouthful of come.
“Your lips look gorgeous all stretched out around me”, he told Jaejoong pulling out of the man’s mouth. He sat back and watched as Changmin fucked Jaejoong into the couch.
Changmin pulled out a bit; only the head of his cock still buried inside Jaejoong’s heat and rammed his hips again. Once fully seated inside his hyung both moaned.
Changmin set a brutal pace with his thrust and Jaejoong could only try to stay kneeling on weak legs, head resting between his flexed arms, while the sound of slapping skin filled his ears.
The youngest continued his thrusting inside Jaejoong’s pliant body. He adjusted the angle; hitting that bundle of nerves that made Jaejoong see stars over and over again.
“Changmin-ah!” Jaejoong moaned.
Seeing that Jaejoong was close, Yunho tugged at his ex-lover’s cock. It didn’t take long before Jaejoong was releasing his load on Yunho’s hand as the man pumped Jaejoong’s cock all throughout his orgasm.
Changmin grunted as Jaejoong’s walls clamped around his erection. He fucked Jaejoong through the aftershocks; his rhythm speeding up but never faltering. His orgasm didn’t take much longer and with a frantic snap of his hips he was filling Jaejoong up with his cum.
The three men collapsed on the couch in a big man pile, panting but sated. Yunho held his hand up to Jaejoong’s face.
“Clean it up”, he commanded.
Jaejoong stuck his tongue out and lapped at his own cum until Yunho’s hand was clean.
“I’m going to shower,” Changmin announced and left the room.
Yunho pulled himself out from under Jaejoong and followed Changmin, only to return seconds later wearing a pair of sweats and with a towel in hand. He wiped Jaejoong’s face clean of cum and helped the other man get dressed.
Jaejoong could swear the tender look was back in Yunho’s eyes. The man even kissed his cheek at the door. He just had to ask.
“Does this mean I’m forgiven?”
In an instant, the cold look was back in Yunho’s eyes.
“Why don’t you come again tomorrow? We’ll see then,” Yunho said closing the door behind Jaejoong.
Jaejoong nodded even when nobody was there to see it; his pants already tightening at the thought.
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